hey, i told you guys i LOVE to write, correct?  (i just said that so i didn't have to say "write, right?"...lol)  well, here's an "I'm bored so i wrote this" one!

-Preface-

Do I really stare at him that much?  I sometimes catch myself doing it...but not that often!  He says I always stare at him, but who wouldn't?  He's gorgeous!  Why do I stare at him?  It doesn't matter.  He would never like me anyways.  No matter how nice he might be, I don't think he could forsake his popularity...for me.  He's so perfect, it almost makes me jealous, but then I wonder WHY I don't like him instead!  I mean, they are the same in a way...but that's not important.  Right now, I'm not sure if I like him or not...I almost hope I do.  But every time I like someone, I end up almost leading myself on--making myself believe they like me.  I say I love them, but do I?  Can I?  I'm scaring myself...will anyone ever believe it if it's true?  Will I even?  I THINK I'M IN LIKE.

-Chapter 1-

I'm extreme sometimes.  I get very worked up, and on a rare occasion, Milly has to calm me down.  "Don't worry about him, he's a jerk!  Don't you know that you are just wasting your time?"  There she was again, Milly was always trying to comfort me.  "Yeah, I know, Mills, but he's different!  I just know it!"  This guy we were fighting about, Josh, he was SO perfect!  I'd been crushing (HARD) on him for 3 months now, and there I was, yelling at Milly about another guy who didn't know I existed.  "Milly, why can't I find love just one time...just like everyone else?"  "Well," Milly said,"If Josh...isn't the one for you, God's got someone WAY better in His plan."  "Well, I know, Milly...but I'm beginning to think that no one will ever...like me."  "Ray, if I hear that from you one more time, I swear!"  We fought like this a lot, but this time was different.  Mills had a boyfriend.  Usually, we would sulk together, laughing at how silly that was.  But not now.  Now, it was like I was alone.  My best friend couldn't even relate to me!  "You don't understand, Mills, how can you?  You have a boyfriend and I don't!  You have everything."  "Ray, boys are not the important thing in life!  And just because I have a boyfriend and you don't doesn't mean you have the right to come to me and whine about it!"  Whoa, stop right there!  How could Milly say something like that to me?  She had been my best friend since we were both in kindergarten.  "Milly, you think you are so much better than me, but you're not!"  With tears in my eyes, I grabbed my back pack off her bed, jumped up, and slammed the door behind me, leaving Mills...I mean, Milly in complete and utter shock.  On my way out, her mom tried to stop me, but I didn't listen.  I was so hurt...Mills knew I was sensitive, especially about THAT situation, and she still said it!  I couldn't believe her!  By this time, I was walking down the sidewalk toward my house.  But in my anger, I tripped and ended up falling right at the feet of this gorgeous hunksicle!!!  He looked down at me and said "hi" with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.  In my embarrassment, I was able to mutter a shaky "hello".  He looked back at me, shook his hair, and said with a smirk,"You know, I'm not used to girls bowing down at my feet, but if you want to, I'm fine with it."  He helped me up and we started walking into the sunset, holding hands and talking about our future!  Okay, so maybe it didn't happen EXACTLY like that.

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